Love Lines 8 Poem by Nyx C Styx

Love Lines 8



Love has robbed her of her power
upon the Hill she is a withered flower
unseen, like a joy departed
she lies there broken heart-ed
How upon this earth may she rise
when she has seen the light of Paradise
Perchance this feeling maybe cast in the past
Alas, He is the first not yet the last

Sunday, January 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: loss,love
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